Studies In Folk-song And Popular Poetry

An Extensive Investigation Into The Sources And Inspiration Of National Folk Song

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	HUNGARIAN FOLK-SONGS.
	Dear lady mother. Oh, my heart aches so, Make ready my bed." " How served she it for you to dine, My heart, my soul, my little son ? " " She served it in a salver fine, Dear lady mother. Oh, my heart aches so, Make ready my bed." " Is it that makes you look so white, My heart, my soul, my little son ? " " Yes, that will kill me ere the night, Dear lady mother. Oh, my heart aches so, Make ready my bed." " What will you leave your father gray, My heart, my soul, my little son ? " " My brass-trimmed wagon, new and gay, Dear lady mother. Oh, my heart aches so, Make ready my bed." " What will you leave your brother brave, My heart, my soul, my little son ? " " My four strong oxen he can have, Dear lady mother. Oh, my heart aches so, Make ready my bed." " What will you leave your brother fair, My heart, my soul, my little son ? " " My four swift horses for his share,